White, hard, round, hollow, of such length, in chief,
—And this is what especially enhanced
My wonder—that it seemed, as I advanced,
Never to end. Bind up within thy sheaf
Of marvels, this—Posterity! I walked
From end to end,—four hours walked I, who go
A goodly pace,—and found—I have not balked
Thine expectation, Stranger? Ay or No?—
'T was but Og's thighbone, all the while, I stalked
Alongside of: respect to Moses, though!